Disc Hp belongs to Jkr. storyline, new character development, new developments are my intellectual property.

A/N for now we must close this one, but there is closure.


An End of sorts

A view- Comeuppance

In a strange island, a blond witch lay on a bed waiting for that night's companion. The room was utilitarian, the bare minimum.

The blond was Narcissa. She was having a vision of Malfoy Manor; she could see Lucius kissing Sonja. She recoiled, how could that be? They had killed her, and she was back? She cried bitter tears, knowing that the vision was real. She also saw Draco, slumped on a chair, a glass of an amber liquid on his hand. He looked miserable; Narcissa knew, it was all the miserable swot's fault.

She was often privy to her previous life, it was part of her punishment. She missed it all and knew this was prison and often wished to die. She wished to be back…but she still wanted to hurt Hermione, her child, and now Sonja. No, she still hadn't learned; she had a long way to go.

Love and Twists-

The lovers, Adrian and Hermione, arrived in the room and fell into each other's arms, in minutes their clothes were off. Such was their hurry that they bumped their noses, more than once, whenever they tried to kiss.

Hermione noticed how he was changing, he looked like the subject of the painting she had seen once. It was the picture of a fallen angel who had turned into a creature of the night; his eyes were colorless, his hair was the color of fall; he seemed to be made out stone. He had not even realized that he no longer looked human. She said nothing; why would she? No reason, she was liking too much the way he looked, he was beautiful, very.

He caught her eyes and grinned, "It happens when a lose control, now show me how you look." He licked his lips.

"This is how I really look, we thought it would be easier. We are in modern terms, humanoids, mostly." She moved her mane of hair multihued hair, "I also have sensors, just like you, look carefully."

He did, "You are you with some modifications, yet beautiful. Ah, I see, your coloring is different. Your lips are very dark, you have no apparent pupils, but I guess that is not quite right."

"Indeed, it is a protective film, we also have two hearts, amongst other thing. We can go up in the air, just willing to do so, but there is no need since we move at will. Now show and tell is over," she looked him up and down...and her eyes popped, "Well, well, you were hiding a weapon. If you were my first, I would have gone the other way, but…" she smiled naughtily.

He chuckled until she jumped on him and wrapped her legs around his hips.

Adrian nearly screamed. "Bad…bad Hermione. Not fair, not standing up…in bed." His speech came out in bursts.

Her answer was a wild kiss and to move right above his erection. He could feel her wet heat.

He nearly ran to bed and fell on it with her on top of him. "Sorry, you smell delicious ," he said as his teeth clamped on her wrist.

"Enough," she ordered him.

His mouth released her, and when he looked at her, he looked possessed. "My love, my love, I know who you are, I see what I couldn't before, my eyes are fully open. Kiss me, kiss me."

"First listen, you had my blood because I let you. You are now a little like us; we don't know how long you will live, but this is as old your body will ever be. I hadn't told you before, I love you." She covered his face with kisses.

"And Draco?" He asked, his voice insecure.

"He isn't with me, is he? You are the husband I love." She flipped him around. "No more talk."

"Wait this is wrong, I'm dying to know you how you feel, how you taste."

"No, you don't need it tonight. Kiss me." She demanded as she straddled him and lowered her hips. "We have had enough foreplay to lasts us a lifetime. I am aching for you." She took his hand, "Touch me."

He cried, already feeling her heat right above him he pulled his hand back, not wanting to go into a blind frenzy. He knew that if he he touched her slick sex, he would be gone. He tried to move away, "I haven't kissed your body yet, I need to do it first, stop it."

She ignored him and moved over his sex, sliding his hard cock between her labia, making him moan and groan.

"Naughty…stop it!"

"No, anything can happen, my Papa might order everyone back at any minute, he is like that. I saw how easily he retreated; I don't trust him. It was way too easy. Even worse, we haven't consummated our marriage, who knows what he will do. So…"

Without saying anything else, she guided his aroused sex into her. He wouldn't take his eyes from hers. Both crying each other's names. "My love, my wife," his breath shuddered, and instinctively, his dark wings made out a clear membrane, closed around her.

The room was changing, but they took no notice, so involved they were. At that time, only the two of existed.

In another place, her grandfather sat drinking out of a large cup. "Of course my dear child, you are right. I learned that I nearly lost my two babies; thus, neither of you is going back until we find a better way to keep you safe. I rather lose many worlds than to lose either of you. Now, Cox has much to answer for, he has kept much from me, no matter, I'll find out."

At Hermione's home there was a big commotion, Leonora had vanished in front of them while playing with her favorite toy which was left behind] flying in circles.

They heard Hermione's Grandfather's voice, "How could you think that you could fool me? Yes, you must save many, but first show me how you will make sure nothing else happens to my princesses. They are safe, they are with me; her husband is here as well. For now, I won't tell my grandsons. So don't try any fast moves, because they will find out!"

Hermione's father looked at his wife, "You shouldn't have sent him a view," he sighed.

"Probably not, but it was too special. Leonora healed the wolf's heart, she already has the touch. This confirms that her mother is the one. We are lucky that all is well; it could be much worse. Pray that our sons don't find out," her uncle added, "I don't trust my father, he is ruthless."

Hermione's parents sat quietly until her mother said. "Let him try, they will be back before we know it. They will;€€ your father is putty on their hands. Lena won't stop screaming; look what he left behind. I know for certain that he will give in." She pointed at the multicolor small dragon-like creature flying around. The long maned beast was whining because Lena was gone.

An hour before, it had been her favorite plush toy. It was a disguise because Hermione thought her daughter too young for such a companion. She was afraid that Leonora would be injured. After seeing her with Fenrir, Hermione's mother was certain.

Cox appeared in front of them. "He took them. He just appeared in front of me, and held my head before I could close my memories entirely, sorry." He looked unhappy. Cox wanted to stay until he was able to take Lucrezia with him. It was the first time that he had felt desire, and he knew what it meant.

"Lena is also gone," the mother told him.

"Ah," Cox pointed at the small flyer whining quite loud. "There is hope, our little lady won't stop screaming; and we all know that her screams can break glass."

Her parents smiled hopefully, Cox nodded, his lips went up just a little. "She is her mother's daughter. Even I gave in to our lady when she was a baby. Nobody could stand her screaming; not even I, not even."

They agreed and sat to wait patiently.

Wherever they were, Hermione and Adrian were kissing. They stopped for a second, "Was that Lena crying, hmm, not possible, is it?" Hermione looked around, something was off.

"No, it was your imagination," Adrian caressed her bum, and moved his hand right above their joining, "Oh, my love, oh yes, oh yes." He cried when she moved over him. Adrian kissed her as he thrust deep inside of her and felt her muscles contracting.

"Adrian, I love you."

This was heaven, thus, he wouldn't let anyone or anything stop them now; but it sure sounded like Lena, she was hollering. Nah, it must be his imagination. For now he had his wife, the witch that he had wanted for so long; since ever, since he first time saw her at Hogwarts. Gods she was perfect, gods.

"I love you too, don't stop."

The End


A/N I will definitely come back to this story in some form. It was a good experiment, but there is only one of me. I have a few more stories, and I want to dedicate my time to MM, to a couple written stories to be published, and to my other work. Bless you all.

It is a good place to end. Hermione is with Adrian, others found their happiness, or their punishment, and their future is an open book. Those who think Narcissa got off to easy, think, she is in a virtual prison, a sex slave of sorts, zero status, hard work, plus gratuitous dreams sent to her, as a reminder of of all that she lost.